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heavy on the night's hum
Hopes spin idle in forgotten wheels

Walls close in with each critique
And each command
Ideas die unborn
In the barren no-man's

that is happening all the time

Not a piece of myself to heal
Or the turn of an idle wheel
Just the way that you make me feel
Not so bad

Nothing left

Shoulder to the Wheel

Bel Canto

Birds of Passage [Crammed]

1989

right 
But I think that you will always stay like this 
When you put your idle shoulder to the wheel

and wither away for seven days more.

Company I keep is wrong,
Squander light until it's gone,
One more wasted day is done,
Nothing new under the sun.

Idle

the chase is on
And I know, I will always hide before I run
Fate is an idle wheel no matter where I go
Body is breaking down from the curse it knows
It's so

There's a ring on every hand in this town
Except the one that's on my steering wheel
Making eyes, making idle threats
Making dirty deals
Making

and stand upright again
Let's scream it at the wall! 

Please get fat and bone-idle
The balance wheel in your head has to stop
I will ease your pain
Our news

perfectly

There's an ocean waiting to start
A second chance at a first glance if you play the part
I see your idle hands on the wheel
As you take apart all

about the way that you try to say

You’re a holy roller
Holy roller

Idle hands upon the wheel
A device made to conceal
The pages folding
Exhibit your

Medley: The Recruiting Sergeant / The Rocky Road To Dublin / Galway Races

The Pogues

30 Years

2013

to see the races

With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day

There were passengers from Limerick
And passengers from Nenagh
The boys

to see the races

With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day

There were passengers from Limerick
And passengers from Nenagh
The boys

control
can't keep yourself together
if you never let go

any
thing goes
just don't stay
idle

life's such a wheel
rolling under our feet
drop the pace,

The Galway Races

The Dubliners

The Best of the Dubliners [Castle]

2004

their tickets at the station
And me eyes began to dazzle
And they off to see the races

With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day

There were

Latter Day Cowboy

Collin Raye

Love, Me

2003

day cowboy 
Dressed as a truck driving man
Driving his wheels 
And his dreams to Cheyenne

He beds down by the side of the highway 
At the sight

Closer to Heaven

Rodney Crowell

35 Years of Stony Plain

2011

ever been

I don't eat sushi, I don't smoke grass
I don't wear pajamas, I don't drive fast
I hate idle gossip and tassle shoes
Slick politicians,

I Can't Function

Donald Fagen

Old Regime

1987

I'm working hard from morning 'til night
My shoulder bent into the wheel
I get home, you start to run me down 
How do you think it makes me feel?

And, falling, mocks
The music of the mill-wheel's busy roar.

Only the idle foam
Of water falling
Changelessly calling,
Where once men had a work-place

of idle vogue

Before the summer's over
Before the blood runs cold
In unison we rest and float

We shine and glow
And our wheels of progress slow
We shine

lately been idle no breaking the cycle my wheels in the mud just rotating
spinning my brain has been going in circles and nothing can stop it or break

I Can't Function

Steely Dan

50 Rockin' Oldies, Vol. 12

2013

I'm working hard from morning 'til night
My shoulder bent into the wheel
I get home, you start to run me down 
How do you think it makes me feel?

with
Their fingers full of sparkle
They spin that wheel of fortune
It's four and twenty quarters
With me wack fol the do
Fol the diddly-idle day

This

Well, summer is over
The turnstiles are seized
The Ferris wheel turns by itself in the breeze
And the big diesel engines
Idle out on the lawn

Ah no link ah no pal with dem idle thoughts
And if you franchise to rule
(Doc skill's on it most definite)
And if you franchise to rule
Make sure

Idle burn, going up on the switch
Barrel into a violent turn
Burn through the mist 
Cold sweat, white knuckle fist 
With everything to prove
Lay it